An empty dorm room, a new continuity, and a concerned friend.

As Harry walked though the empty halls of Hogwarts, he felt his hips sway with ever step, something that made the buttplug have a little extra kick to it, he even reached up to his chest and while pretending to scratch absentmindedly, he was actually tugging a little on the Hidden section cups on his nipples.

In his other hand he held a small potion vial no bigger than his thumb, a Metal gray potion within, barely even big enough for a gulp.

A parting gift from the armoire to give to a guy or a girl he wanted to fuck him.

After a quick password the portrait door to the Gryffindor common room opened and he was finally back inside.

Only to notice he was being waited for.

Hermione calmly placed the closed tome down before crossing her arms and staring at him.

"So 'Miss' Godiva, done with your little late night exhibitionism?"

As Harry openened his mouth to ask/maybe answer her question, he was flooded with ALOT of new information involving his new life:

First, Petunia **** him to wear girl clothes growing up, saying that she had hoped to one day have a daughter. But had to give up such prospects of having another child when she took him in so he was going to have to substitute.

Which even though he still ended up doing the cooking for the family. The overall, temperament towards him was now more lukewarm than cold and uncaring.

Second, At school though most of the boys picked on him for dressing like a girl, the girls welcomed him. Useing him as there make-up doll. They would quickly fix his face before recess ended so there was no issue with that. And he learned pretty quickly how to apply all kinds of make up like a pro. Helping any girl that asked how to highlight their best features with the minimum amount of make up.

Oh sure if Harry wanted to he could slather so much make up on them they'd look like a street walker clown. But that wouldn't help anybody now would it?

Plus the added bonus of being the only boy of their group, ment he was all of the girls preferred/only choice for kissing practice.

Then third, there was Jake. The transfer student and only boy he was Friends with in primary school.

The one he shared his first boy kiss with,

His first game of doctor,

His first blowjob with, (first giving then receiving)

And his first sexual partner, though at That point Jacqueline, (as he prefers to be called now) was more of a bottom then even Harry.

But all of that was interspersed during the summers after Hogwarts.

And Oh, the events at Hogwarts.

Becoming Hermione's friend on the train,

Ambivalent towards Ron,

And insulted/flirted with Malfoy to the point he was a blushing, stuttering, confused mess. All before he had even been sorted.

(Gryffindor obviously, since he wanted to be with his friend Hermione.)

Everything was relatively normal except for his far better grades.

Until Halloween, were an embarrassed Ron decided to insult Hermione to the point of her running off crying and Harry got to show Ron what happens when you make his friends cry.

Harry walked up to Ron, reached out, grabbed the Red heads balls and in front of Ron's two bookend friends and squeezed, till he fell to his knees.

needless to say those 3 boys learned their lesson.

(And Harry Learned Ron was so lazy that day he decided not to wear clothes under his robes. Harry Learned the scourgify spell specifically to clean his hand that night.)

Ron redeemed himself coming to their defense when the troll showed up in the bathroom they were both in.

And that was basically it for the changes in His life...

if it wasn't for the philosopher stone.

Now everything still went the same. Until the confrontation with Professor Quirel,

Apparently after the professors **** and Harry passed out, Harry had 'absorbed' the stone.

Now that didn't mean he could make a gold or a life-giving elixir.

But apparently it did mean that he was in peak physical condition

(even removing the scar on his head.)

and would stay that way for the rest of his life. But oddly instead of giving him a peak masculine physiology, The magic of the stone seemed to understand his desires and gave him the pinnacle of a androgynous bordering female form without fully swapping his gender. (Or boobs)

Although the weirdest side effects, the tattoos... and an exhibitionism streak as big as a Quidditch pitch.

So Hermione 'knew' Harry would find A empty abandoned classroom strip naked and strut around the place for a little while. Eventually evolved into masturbating.

(Which apparently at one point lead to his meeting and befriending moaning Myrtle, apparently she likes to watch.)

"Now, now, my lovely little bookworm, I have my fetish, and you have yours."

Harry's response belied the massive amount of information he had just had dumped in his head.

"What fetish? I don't have a fetish."

Harry sat next to her a big smile on his letting her know that she had just walked into another one of his catty traps.

"You mean you Don't hump to spines of your favorite books? I guess I owe Simas 10 Galions."

The half sigh, half chuckle Hermione made was almost worth the pain as she reached out and pinched a nerve in his upper arm just below his armpit. She was really good at finding those spots.

"Ow-hahaha. OK I deserve that."

Hermione just nodded and stood up, the tomb in her hands as silently got up to go to bed. Harry following behind her. Another bit of information he was given was about an interesting quirk about Harry and Hogwarts. Harry was NOT restricted from the girls side like other boys were. And while the boys had a communal room to sleep in the girls had two person bedrooms that Harry shared with Hermione. There friendship and roommate status leading to them knowing a lot more about each other than Harry previously did.

As there entered their bedroom she watched as she revealed one of them.

Stripping out of clothes and revealing the tight wraps around her chest.

"Hermione. I've said it once and I will continue to say it until you agree, you really shouldn't hide that your a DD goddess."

She sighed in annoyance at both his comment, and her tender chest as the straps came off.

"and I will say it again, I want to be taken seriously. And the Wizarding world is backwards enough as it is. And I don't need everyone to know that..."

Before she could finish her standard response Harry interrupted.

"...That your boobs are only slightly smaller then your brain? Your smart and beautiful, any guy intimidated by the fact that you're the complete package is not worth your time."

Hermione blushed at this, as she continue to stand there naked except for her white panties in front of Harry. something that she was very used to with Harry.

"The complete package huh? What about you specifically? Don't I lose points from you because I don't have the right anatomy downstairs?"

The sudden question surprised Harry as he too stripped for bed. but only for a Second as he spared a small glance to the vial still in his hand.

"I'm Bi Hermione remember, I love the human form in all its genders. So whether your a guy or girl it doesn't matter to me. You could still rail me good with a strap-on. weather Muggle or magical. I'm sure there's probably a magic equivalent that feels like the real thing. Or~<3"

At his singsong voice, Hermione stopped examining her bare chest in the mirror and turned to face him again as he held the small potion bottle between two fingers.

"Harry what's that?"

At the question Harry started bullshiting the best he could, a cover story for the potion he had. Using the new information about his improved life.

"This is a little pet project of mine from a book I found during one of my excursions. On a guy, there junk grows to pornstar levels. But if a girl drank it they would become a Futa. That's a girl with BOTH male and female sexual anatomy by the way."

Hermione stares at the potion The emotions on her face too numerous to really decipher as she walked up to him, biting her lower lip.

"And... how long... does it last?"

She held out her hand and Harry just dropped the small thing into it curious to know what she was going to do.

"It's Permanent. You drink that, and your a full sexual goddess. With a cock I wouldn't mind taking however you wanted."

Harry decided to go for broke and lay it all on the table.

"Really now? Well..."